Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 51: Priest Village Temple
"He is just a cultivator who has just entered the realm of cultivation." Chen Beimo smiled and patted his shoulder, saying kindly: "For example, I am like this.

If you draw your sword right now, there's an 80% chance that I won't be able to react in time and be killed by that sword."

The smile on Taoist Qinghua's face froze, he took off the sword from his back, held the blade with one hand, and said solemnly: "Sir, I am grateful for your kindness and the grace of fate. I am definitely not a treacherous person.

Qinghua will never see that day. If it does, I will be in front of you, facing the sword directly."

Chen Beimo also nodded and said, "Yes, if the layman can have this kind of gratitude, why worry about having no way forward? The real way is not to rob others, that kind of way is a wrong way.

Only by building your own path can you find the right path. Only by building your own path can you go far. "

"Qinghua will keep your teachings in mind, sir!" Mr. Qinghua felt awe in his heart and responded repeatedly.

People's hearts are fickle and no one can guarantee eternal loyalty. You should know that when I first met Master Qinghua, the other party wanted to seize my Taoist lineage.

"From now on, you don't have to live in the mountains for a long time. Just live in my garden. Tell others that you are the bodyguard I hired." Chen Beimo suddenly said.

"Yes, I will follow your orders, sir." Taoist Qinghua bowed and said, "It just so happens that I can also practice a few techniques to strengthen my Qi."

Chen Beimo nodded in satisfaction. His home was now safe. With such a top-notch master and the old turtle Yuanxu, even an eighth- or ninth-rank cultivator might not be able to get away with it.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the middle of October. Life in the mansion was peaceful, and the teahouse with its full moon and flowers was making a fortune. Wang Chengze was learning faster and faster, and had already mastered many techniques of making umbrellas.

On the fifteenth day of October, Chen Beimo stood under the old persimmon tree. The cold west wind blew off all the leaves from the branches, leaving only a few scattered dead leaves hanging on the branches, floating in the wind.

Chen Beimo looked up at the tree. Today was October 15th, his birthday. It was his birthday in his previous life, and it was also the day he was seen by his master in this life.

No one knows what these destinies reveal.

Chen Beimo also knew that his journey to immortality was no accident, but his strength was too weak to uncover his fate and find the answer.

Thinking of this, he sighed softly and said to himself: "It's time to set off."

A scabbard hung on his left waist, and a tasseled jade-green robe hung down from his waist. He wore a long gown with cloud sleeves, which looked very elegant.

Chen Beimo took Beichen Jun away and stopped taking trivial things. He just hung a gourd on his right waist.

The magic bell is made into a bell chain tied around the left wrist, which is usually covered by the wide cloud sleeves and no trace of it can be seen.

He was fully prepared and even took a mask before leaving. It was the mask of the Water Official's Head that he bought at a roadside stall the night the Four Southern Guests attacked.

He sat in the carriage, and Dabao skillfully drove the horse out through the back door.

In ancient times, mansions would have three or four small gates, and Yushuiyuan naturally had two gates as well. Chen Beimo was now a well-known country gentleman in Yunzhou City. It would be too ostentatious to go out in a swagger, so he took a carriage.

When they arrived at the city gate for inspection, Dabao just smiled and said to the soldiers guarding the gate: "The one sitting in the car is the young master of my Yushuiyuan."

The soldier only glanced at the small flag hanging on the carriage and quickly let it pass, looking very respectful.

Dabao got on the carriage and continued to drive through the city gate. He was secretly happy and thought: "Now that I have the title of Young Master, it really works. I can get by wherever I go. Who in Yunzhou City doesn't give me some face? I am different now!"

When they reached a remote place outside the city, Chen Beimo, who was sitting in the carriage resting, called out, "Stop."

"Okay, Master."

Dabao pulled the reins to stop the horse, turned around, opened the curtain, and asked, "Master, what are you doing in this remote place?"

"No need to ask." Chen Beimo got off the carriage, looked around, and said, "Go back by yourself.

I am going to the mountains to meet an old friend. This matter must not be made public. If you go home and tell others about it, I will cut off your tongue."

The usually gentle young master had no expression on his face at this moment. Although his tone was light, the coldness in his words made Dabao's heart tremble. He hurriedly said, "Yes! Young Master. I dare not say a word more."

But if Master Shen asks, how should I answer? "

"Auntie and Chengze both know about it and won't ask you." Chen Beimo instructed: "Just pretend that I'm still sitting in the car and then go back home."

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When Da Bao looked up, he saw no one in front of him but him and a horse grazing on grass on the ground.

The chill in his heart reached its peak. He tremblingly held onto the saddle, then mounted the horse and hurried back with a confused mind.

In the mountains, Chen Beimo could jump three or four feet high with just a lift of his foot, stepping on the grass and trees in the forest like a gust of wind, or like a gust of green wind that swept across dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, just like a flying fairy.

Under an old tree, two ghosts were taking a nap. They were awakened by the wind. The long-tongued ghost looked up and asked, "Hey, do you think that person who just flew over was a god or a monster?"

"Who cares about gods and monsters? Today is the Lower Yuan Dynasty. We two ghost brothers should not think of interfering in other people's business. Who knows, someone might take a fancy to him and take him away." The headless ghost sighed.

"You said that Xia Yuan has not appeared for thousands of years. Is there really a Water Official Emperor in this world?" The long-tongued ghost frowned and said, "Don't tell me that it is just something made up by those immortal sects to scare us."

"That's something we need to ask those all-powerful masters." The long-tongued ghost pointed in the direction of Feng State and said with a smile, "It's a pity that people in the world want to live, it's better to die happily. In Feng State, several masters of the Six Gods Department and the Three Lords of Qi State are fighting. Who can stop them?"

We will just hide in this mountain and let them fight to their heart's content. "

……

In the forest, Chen Beimo leaped for dozens of miles in one breath before landing in the mountains to rest for a while.

Speaking of cultivation, I have been practicing for a long time, but I still can't fly or hide. I am a bit of a failure. The Kanshui Sutra does record a kind of escape technique, which is the water escape technique among the five elements escape techniques.

When one has achieved great success in cultivation, one can borrow any drop of water in the world, or even a breath of air, to escape to the ends of the earth, and no one can trap him.

However, this escape technique is too difficult to practice. One has to pass the middle three levels, which means the third level of spiritual communication, before one can practice it.

But as for Fei Tian, ​​Chen Beimo thought about it, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the wind in the mountains and forests gathered and turned into water clouds in front of him.

If you can’t fly, you can still ride on a cloud.

Chen Beimo was afraid that the cloud was not solid, so he opened his mouth and spit some water energy onto it, and the cloud gradually became much more solid.

He stood carefully on the cloud, his feet felt as soft and boneless as if he was stepping on water, but at least he was able to pull himself up.

Chen Beimo's mind moved, and the cloud of steam actually dragged him up to a height of three or four feet above the ground.

As he rose higher, his field of vision continued to expand. After rising more than ten feet, the cloud and steam became difficult to rise.

Because if you go higher, the clouds will disperse when the wind blows.

Then he would have to fall from a height of more than ten feet. Even if he didn't die, the pain would be great. Chen Beimo waved his sleeves, and the clouds gradually moved away. This ten-foot-wide white cloud carried him into the sky.

Standing on the clouds and looking at the forest and mountaintops below, he felt insignificant. Fortunately, he was not afraid of heights, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.

This cloud is not a divine creation, it is just his breath and may be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Chen Beimo didn't dare to relax. Standing was too dangerous, so he sat cross-legged on the clouds. It was his first time flying, but he still felt so weak.

The speed of the cloud is not fast, but not slow either, like the speed of a horse. But when flying in the sky, there is no need to take any detours or take any small paths, but to move forward in a straight line, heading towards the deep mountains.

As the sky gradually darkened and the sun set, a flock of birds flew past Chen Beimo in the sky. There were wild geese flying side by side with him, and there was even a goshawk hovering high in the sky, sizing him up. Perhaps it was wondering how a two-legged sheep could fly?
Flying in the clouds doesn't consume much mana, but it does require more concentration. It's a good way to travel, but it can only reach a height of 20 feet at most, and it will still be seen by mortals, which is a lot of trouble.

The best way is to have a flying magic weapon.

Chen Beimo was thinking about practicing, and when the moon was at its highest point in the sky he saw Lingze Lake.

Looking at the lake from the sky, I only felt that the lake was deep and the water was heavy. A bright moon was reflected on the lake. It was a moonlit night, the wind was still, the dew was clear, the ripples were still, and the stars were coldly immersed in the sky.

There are rows of thatched houses on the high ground near the lake, and you can even see the faint lights of candles burning.

When he lowered the cloud, he saw a bonfire burning, surrounded by a group of people, men and women laughing, looking at each other in a friendly manner, it was a very lively scene.

A group of people were chatting and laughing when they saw a very low cloud falling from the sky.

Everyone was frightened and stepped aside. They saw the cloud fall to the ground, and the mist was dissipated by the fire. Only a handsome young man in a green shirt, with his hair tied up and a jade crown walked out of the cloud. He walked on the cloud and appeared before their eyes at this moment.

"immortal!"

"Immortal?"

Many people were exclaiming and talking about it. At this time, a woman came out from the crowd and hurriedly bowed and said, "Welcome, Mr. Snake Official!"

After saying this, the kneeling woman turned around and said to everyone, "This is our great benefactor. Why don't you pay your respects to him quickly?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone came to their senses and knelt down.

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Everyone, get up.

I haven't seen you for a few months, and there are many more of you here."

The woman who took the lead was none other than Chen Hanrui, the woman he had appointed as the manager among the other women.

She stood up and said respectfully, "I would also like to thank the Snake Officer for his protection. We have taken in more than a dozen poor people who fled into the mountains in the past few months.

Some of them were the original woman's relatives, who risked their lives to go down the mountain to find her and also moved here.

There were fifty-three women and thirty-eight men, a total of ninety-one people.

Obviously, she was doing a very good job as a leader and knew this small settlement very well.

Chen Beimo nodded and said with a smile: "Since we are all miserable people, we can stay in the mountains, but the rules cannot be abolished.

Now there are nearly a hundred people, so let’s build a village and a temple by the lake.

From now on, you will be the village chief, and you can choose three elders to be in charge of education. You will not need the government, and the other officials will not be needed."

"Yes, thank you very much, sir!" Chen Hanrui said in surprise.

"In addition, we will build another temple, named Water God Temple. Villagers will burn incense and make offerings there every month and on festival days, with wind bells and gold bells as tokens of the gods. Under the statue in the Water God Temple, we will erect a snake demon, which looks like Yuan Ze.

She will protect you in the future, so you should be pious."

After Chen Beimo finished speaking, he saw that many people looked doubtful or hesitant, but he understood after just one thought.

The mountains are remote, and building houses and temples is naturally a very tiring task. Many of these people are newcomers. They thought they could live a peaceful life in the mountains, but they did not expect to have to work so hard again.

Chen Beimo didn't show his emotion, he just smiled and said, "This statue of the Water God will be determined by me."

He flipped his hand and took out the Water God Head, put it on his face, and the clouds rose from under his feet and pulled him up, while he stretched out his hand and said, "Come!"

The water of the lake was boiling under the moon. A python emerged from the waves and fell to the ground, transforming into a strange woman with a human head and a snake body. She bowed to the ground and said, "Little demon Yuanze greets the Water Officer!"

When everyone saw the python coming out of the water, they turned pale with fright. Then when they saw the python turn into a snake, their legs started shaking with fear and they couldn't stand. This was a naked monster!
Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Do you have any objections? Feel free to speak up."

No one dared to object. The men thought that the snake official's protection here was just a scare tactic, but they didn't expect it to be true.

There really is a snake demon! No, it should be a snake fairy.

Chen Hanrui said boldly: "Master Priest, we will naturally obey your orders, but there is a lack of materials in the mountains, so I am afraid that the construction will be very slow and very crude.

I wonder if the priest has any requests?"

She was a smart person. When she heard that a temple was going to be built, she changed the title. She no longer called him the snake official, but directly called him the priest official.

"There is no need to pray for the majesty of any god. All you need is to be pious, burn incense and pray." Chen Beimo pointed his hand into the air, and the magic bell flew up, rippling out waves of golden sound. The crisp bell sounded, without any power, but extremely shocking.

“After the temple is built, the priests will have their own spirits to protect them and manifest their divine power in the world.

Those who hold my Dharma bell are the ones who pray for the temple and can ask for divine power."

As he spoke, another string of magic bells fell and stopped in front of Chen Hanrui. "The first temple keeper must be you."

Chen Hanrui was shocked and delighted. She bowed hastily and said repeatedly, "I will believe in this for the rest of my life and serve in front of the temple as a priest."

Chen Beimo chuckled and nodded, as a sign of recognition for her.

After all, after the village was built, it was impossible to let a woman be the village chief in this feudal society. Once a man was in power, if he had ill intentions and there was no government restraint, the village might very likely develop polygamy, and even the corruption of moral principles, leading to unethical issues such as sharing a husband or a wife.

Therefore, Chen Beimo established a temple priest, a woman who possessed divine power, and a man who enforced order. The two could both restrain and work together to maintain the village's system.

At this moment, bits and pieces of the power of faith rose up and fell into the magic bell, making it shine brightly.

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "You can hang more wind chimes under the eaves and pray sincerely. If there is danger, the gods will appear where the wind chimes are ringing."

(October 15)

(End of this chapter)